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Even in the agony of falling We persist and sing Of our finest of hours Even in The furious moments of battle We savor this life As we clutch to its dwindling frame Even in our dying breaths Jubilation is ours A restless joy Within the murdering shadows
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With every new voice I reap With every new trek Through the flash of a day All the worlds within Are sure to sing and flourish with life
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Trouble flows from the mind In a slow exodus For the pitiless seas Of our time When I ease and dissolve Into a warm train of thought Every step is but a dream In the wisp of our day I breathe eagerly Light and untethered High above All the tremors of the ground When trouble…
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They strode with all of their might On a distant shore As bondage, cried from below Dark Was their infamous night All the centuries of blood Of villainy and flame Till their bones are grazed By a merciful light True and magnificent Aware, of all shadowy fiends The scourge of the past Of the captors…
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No one can carry me this day When I’m weighed with concern Disheveled, disgraceful and lost When exhaustion is born From the simplest of treads And the failures I craft Live on in all trivial things When continuous sorrow Is stalled in my throat And I’m wholly engulfed By the lunacy I fear
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Where am I amid the smoke? As the firing lines blaze Through this life and beyond I have no place No reason to march For the ire of war Or to sing, of its honor I sing of mankind Of its vast and colorful arrays Of the beauty Some claim to defend Abhorring every banner…
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It was a long and torturous way In the hulls of beasts Through the cold and turbulent waves It was on a thieving wind My forefathers wailed and groaned In the scorn of their bonds It was a plentiful trail For the menacing sharks All prowling in wait It was and remains The quietest crime…
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I grow blind, to the wondrous scenes That race all around In the flare of sunlight When there is nothing more Than a few row of words That grovel and plead For the morsels of life When there is nothing more Than the solitude of home In a clockwise demise And the trembling of peril…
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A bassline, soothes And warms my bones As I glide For a melody’s swarm A daily elixir That calms the frantic That favors the sick And reclaims the fallen The bassline soon fades Behind, a thunderous new dawn Of drums A stern call to arms So I fearlessly march With this nurturing shroud With the…
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